Been away for far too long
From these streets of cobblestone
And the knot inside of my throat
Has been waiting for some time to be undone
What is wrong
I couldn't write a better song
To explain
That this mask washed off in a second in the summer rain
And I'm such a know it all
I'm such a mess
And no matter what I do I'll be stuck in the middle
With so much I've got to say
I think I'm stuck in a commonplace
But all that matters seems to fade away
When I remember about the morning rays
There was a time when it all made sense
Now all I can think of is the consequence
But you will never hear me make amends
About those days
Morning rays
On my way down to Flagey
Like a long walk down Memory Lane
And the sunlight on my face
Is a long lost friend I can't replace
Something's wrong
I couldn't write a better song
To confess
That these last few years my head has been a f*cking mess
And I'm like an atom bomb
I'll detonate
And I'll light this fuse while I'm stuck in the middle
With so much I've got to say
I think I'm stuck in a commonplace
But all that matters seems to fade away
When I remember about the morning rays
There was a time when it all made sense
All I can think of is the consequence
But you will never hear me make amends
About those days
Morning rays